MILESAttenshun Human Female Who Thinks That She Runs My Life and The House: (if that is your REAL name).Complaint Number 1: The freaking cold air blowy things that are in the sleeping room. Now, we have central cold air blowing out of all the vents. Why does we need to have a room cold air blowy thing and a fan cold air blowy thing too? Haf you noticed that IT'S SNOWING IN THE SLEEPING ROOM? Now you know why I has to sleep unner the covers. SHEESH. Complaint Number B: The ham sichuachun is just deplorable (I knew that those werd of the day calendars would come in handy one day). There is no ham in the frigerfrator. There is no ham anywhere in this house. This needs to change and it needs to change FAST. Complaint Number 3: I want to go camping in the highlands. I'm a little tired of the wilderness, so MOVE MY TENT. Please. Complaint Number C: I want, no, I NEED to play the red dot game. All the time. must. play. red. dot. game. Hey, you gotted it for me, so you has to play with me. Complaint Number 2: Why can't I have my own credit card? I believe I can be fiscally (thank you again werd of the day calendar) 'asponsible and I can count - as I haf proofed by my numbering of this list. If I hadded my own credit card, I could order a 36 pound smiffield ham from smiffield virginny. I would share it wif you. That is my list of complaints. Fank you for your attenshun. Your adoring little Poosie(see, I'm using the cute name!)

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NO HAM! Anywhere! Dat is just not rite. We think since yoo used one of her dumb niknames she shood go rite NOW and get yoo ham. Oh, we use mom's plastik monee thingie to order ourselfs stuff on da innernets. If yoo put it back in da wallet when yoo are dun dey neffur know. Well, not til dey get one of dem Bill things den she yells dat she din't order 50 pounds of makeral and dat we gotta werk off da bill fur it. Oh well, it was wirth it....mmm makeral

Miles: all you need is her credit card number. You can find it on her bill. You do screen all her mail...right? Do that and you'll have the number...then you memorize it and ta dah! You're set for life.

DH thinks that it's aweful that I know our credit card number by heart...better than my ssn.

Huh. Humans. What can you do? My Giant likes it cold enough for polar bears in the sleeping room too, and I don't wanna sleep there, and the other day he had TUNA!! And he didn't even give us any!!! He SAYS it's 'cause nocat came running really fast for it. Well 'course not! We were sleeping! It was after-breakfast nap time!!

Those are all valid complaints, Miles, except for the cold air one. Be very, very happy that you have a cold air thingie. We don't have one here in Munich (the Germans think it's unhealthy, so we can't buy one, and because we can't cut holes in our walls because we rent, we can't install one if we imported one from elsewhere). When it's really, really hot out, it's horrible, since we have no cold air thingies, just fans.

We have to sleep wif the central cold air fing set at 69 degrees! DEN she still puts on TOO blowie fings in the dark room. What is her probblem? Juss cuz I sleep next to her and make her hot. I am tryin to stay warm. So I feel ya buddie!!

::wavin paws:::Boo, Ping, Jinx and Gracie

Hey SammysIf Miles get's yur Mommies credit card ah maybe we can all book a cruize or sumfing and go on a baykashun! I cood see us loungin on sum tropical aisleland in da south Pawshiftic drinkin niptinis...doesn't dat sound grate?

Great list there and you really have a handle on numbers. You know what you want and have made yourself clear. It remains to be seen if the demands are met. If it was here, it would be filed in File 13, whatever that is.

She is definitely falling down on the job. How could you run out of ham?? Doesn't she know that's like being a human & running out of toilet paper? Our mom is liking things cool too. Something to do with her advanced age.

NO HAM?!?! That's just WRONG! This morning the Lady served up some food, a kind I like. I said "meow, meow, meow" so she put fishie flakes on top of it, which I also like. I then said "meow, meow, meow, meow, MEOW!", at which point she broke out the ham. After a couple slices, I went to eat my stinky goodness with fishie flakes. ::sigh:: Doesn't she know how to serve a meal properly by now? Anyway, your situation would certainly be cured by a credit card. If your mom doesn't keep the house well-stocked with necessities, she'd appreciate it if you would help out. I know she would.Midnight

What I want to know Miles did it pay off filing your complaints. Seems to me the human female of the house gets her way all the time. Did it work for you?? Oh by the way we have that cooold air too. I have to move sometimes to get out of it's way.

Yes, it's a lot easier for me to post from the bed. Got everything laid out before me. I can dictate to my human female from there.

Oh by the way Sammy, I think your new look being a blue Mancat is very becoming.

Poosie is what Mom calls does fings dat turn into little balls of material on human clothes dat dey has to pick off. We hopes she duzn't haf to pick yoo off from doze complaints efun tho dey am way serious speshully not haffing any ham in da howse. How can dat be? Schmaybe she canna make da conneckshun of no ham + nite time = Miles running ofur da human head.